My anxiety takes the best of me.

To control it, I decided to hang out in the cafeteria a bit longer, focusing on my food. Arriving at my Luna, all stuttering and sweating is not really my plan, I have to get a good hold on myself. I don't know what it will cost me to convince her that my pack needs her and leave with me immediately. I really can’t stay back waiting patiently for that stupid Glary to get her when he's done chasing Mercedes.

To my horror, I realized I did not ask the waitress for a name. If she could give such a detailed description of...